Birth of the Blues

Oh, they say some people long ago
Were searching for a diffrent tune
One that they could croon
As only they can

They only had the rhythm soul
They started swaying to and fro
They didn't know just what to use
And this is how the blues really began

They heard the breeze in the trees
Singing weird melodies
And they made that the start of the blues

And from a jail came the wail
Of a down-hearted frail
And they played that
As part of the blues

From a whippoorwill
Out on a hill
They took a new note
Pushed it through a horn
Till it was worn
Into a blue note

And then they nursed it
Rehearsed it
And gave out the news
That the Southland gave birth to the blues

And then they nursed it
Rehearsed it
And gave out the news
That the Southland gave birth to the blues

That the Southland, they gave birth to the blues



Credits
Writer(s): Ray Henderson, Lew Brown, B.g. Desylva
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